Territories
The Final Assault
Sitting quietly, Ultra Magnus enjoyed the stillness of the Earth's night. Feeling a hand touch his missile mount, he turned his head. The silhouette of a Seeker stood behind him, her strange amber optics asking for permission to join him. Smiling, he nodded to the quiet Seeker, shifting slightly to give her room to sit next to him.
Sighing, he thought about everything that Ice had predicted for his dimension's future; and like clockwork, it had come to pass.
Raptor, with all of her deep intellect and hidden warmth – had stayed on the side of the Decepticons. She had turned their undisciplined forces into an Army of great strength and pride. Autobot bases had fallen, one by one – to their well-planned attacks.
A new Decepticon squadron had been formed: The Ghost Squadron. It was led by Raptor herself, and had become the most successful – and feared – espionage and sabotage force ever known! What installations the main Decepticon forces couldn't get to – this squadron could!
If the rumors were correct, the Decepticon ranks were almost frenzied in their loyalty to Raptor. There were even murmurs that Galvatron had officially taken her as his queen. Magnus sighed sadly, not wanting to envision those lithe gray/green wings, entwined in Galvatron's arms. He shook his head.
The Autobots had noticed that the Decepticons had changed their tactics when hitting civilian targets. Unlike the old days; the Decepticons now chose more stealth tactics, completing their missions with a swiftness and efficiency never before seen, there were very few civilians ever involved – and it now seemed to be part of Decepticon doctrine – to see if they could get what they wanted – and disappear before anyone even noticed.
Now, if Raptor could just remove Galvatron from the picture. Magnus wistfully thought.
"It shall be soon." Ice stated softly, as if reading his thoughts.
Ultra Magnus shook his head sadly, "I hope so; we don't have much left to lose now."
"The Decepticons are close to total victory," she agreed.
Looking back at their last stronghold; Metroplex – the big Mech nodded. "I just hope you are right, Ice."
The two sat quietly, contemplating the future.
Final Message..
"We're under attack!" Rodimus shouted, as he pushed the sequence for Autobot city to go into battle fortress mode. Suddenly, loud explosions rocked Metroplex. Alarms clamored, as the Autobots in the central control room frantically tried to find out what had happened.
"Main fuel cells have blown!"
"Transformation cog has been destroyed!"
The great transformer: Metroplex – groaned in pain as his insides were torn to shreds by charges well-placed by saboteurs. He was helpless, heavily damaged – and the main Decepticon forces had not even arrived yet!
"Raptor!" Rodimus yelled in anguish and fury – for only that stealthy gray/green Decepticon and her squadron could've pulled this one off!
Ultra Magnus and Optimus ran into the control center – the heavy doors sliding closed behind them. Just as they slammed shut – the power was gone. "We're in for a hell of a battle!" the older soldier solemnly noted.
A familiar musical female chuckle filled the dark room. "Might I suggest that you either surrender – or vacate the premises."
Rodimus screamed with rage, furiously scanning the room for her. "Come out of hiding you slaggin' bitch! Or are you afraid of meeting me in combat?!"
"Now, now Hothead – I'm not even afraid of Galvatron – what makes you think I'm even the least bit nervous over you?" her voice chided in humor.
Then suddenly, she appeared behind Rodimus, Star Saber held tightly to his throat. He tried to struggle, but only got a deep cut into his breastplate for his efforts. "Might I suggest than you decide to stay very, very still – at the moment?" the Decepticon Frontal Assault Commander whispered in his audio receptors.
Optimus and Ultra Magnus looked at her warily, the light-built Seeker not the least bit nervous around the two powerful ground Mechs. She smiled sweetly and kissed Rodimus on the side of his helm, causing him to visibly tremble in pure rage. "Still can't hold your temper – aye, Hothead?" she chided.
"So why are you still here? We have no shields to ground you. Gloating perhaps?" Optimus stated more than asked, his tone level. He knew her squadron's tactics of hit-and-run very well.
Raptor grinned, "Why, I'm giving you the opportunity to surrender peacefully." She ground her air frame suggestively into Rodimus's backside, thoroughly enjoying the big Autobot's discomfort.
"Don't worry about me; kill the freaggin' bitch!" the orange Mech growled.
The Star Saber dug into his neck slightly, as she tightened her grip. This caused the other two Mechs to back off.
"We'll not surrender. Until the last Autobot falls, we will fight against Galvatron and your evil;" Optimus stated, crossing his arms.
Smiling sweetly, Raptor looked directly at Ultra Magnus. "You were given the choice," she said dismissively. "Galvatron will be the least of your worries."
Then she was gone in teleport; Leaving the three Commanders to stare at each other in sheer amazement at her boldness. "I wonder what she meant by her last statement?" Prime mused.
Ultra Magnus shrugged; believing he fully knew what she meant – but unable to tell Prime.
Then the main Decepticon forces were upon them.
Final Assault..
The Decepticons cheered with glee, as they watched the culmination of Raptor's sabotage. When she appeared on the shuttle with them, their fervor increased even more. Galvatron put his arm around her. "You are most talented, my Hunter!" he snickered with pride.
She smiled wickedly at him. "You know, it would be very – exciting – to enjoy dominating the Autobot leaders.. Personally."
Galvatron laughed in hysterics at her idea, "Yes, yes! To take them all as prisoners and enjoy them at our leisure! Very exciting indeed!"
"Indeed, an intriguing idea," Cyclonus agreed, nodding at his fellow Sub-Commander with a knowing glint in his optics. This would keep Galvatron's sadistic interests off both of them for a while, so the purple Mech more than enjoyed the idea.
As the Decepticons prepared for battle, it was understood by all – that the more prisoners each warrior captured and gave to the Leaders – the more favor that warrior would obtain.
The battle raged for hours, with the valiant Autobots trying in a last ditch effort – to save their last stronghold! They had already lost Cybertron again – and had nothing more than Metroplex left of their scattered Nation. But in the end, the Decepticons proved victorious; the majority of Autobots now nothing more than heavily damaged prisoners.
Assassination...
The prisoners were led out and eagerly offered to the Wing Commanders; Raptor and Cyclonus; by the warriors who'd captured them. Her smile and approval was all each of her soldier's needed in payment for their gifts. She looked with satisfaction at the dozens of captives, which included all of the Autobots' great leaders. Even though they were heavily damaged from the battle – she could still sense the fact that their spirits were still not broken. She picked out Magnus, his deep blue optics staring into her soul; and Ice, her strange amber optics silently waiting for her future Commander's final move
She heard a manacle laughter as Galvatron strode up – and threw a barely functioning Starscream at her thrusters. "Still a total idiot I see, Starscream!" Galvatron laughed at his former Air Commander. The once proud red Seeker weakly looked up at her, his optics speaking volumes; the Decepticon insignias, still on his wings..
Regally she stood, surveying all that the Decepticons had accomplished under her guidance; the ranks' loyalty to her glowing brightly in their crimson optics. She gently rubbed her fingers across the great Star Saber she held lightly in her hand. A silent prayer flowing through her. A prayer to her God to guide her aim well!
"Galvatron?" She called to her lord, her plan of action set in her mind, her voice calm and steady. He turned and strolled to his femme FA Commander, his deadly 'Queen', the smile of victory written over his entire façade. He knew that the bloodlust of battle tended to make her very eager for an overload – and why not just do it in front of everyone! Solidify her loyalty to me for all to see!
She could see what he was expecting in his optics; smiling in passion she reached her free hand out to him. Their lips came together in a passionate kiss – as the Star Saber sliced through him like soft cheese. A look of total horror crossed the great Galvatron's visage – for he realized that a mere femme had taken it all from him – his troops, his empire and his life. She whispered something in his audios, only Starscream was close enough to hear. And as Galvatron realized that his existence was over and who had truly caused it, the last thing the tyrant's optics saw, was the former Air Commander quietly watching him die – at the very hand of Starscream's creation!
The well-aimed Saber tore through his primary power core – and as she pulled the great Saber out – the core ignited. In one swift move, the FA Commander put a hand on Starscream and teleported to a safer distance. Galvatron became no more in a beautiful ball of pure light and released energy.
The New Way
The FA Commander-Queen stood tall and proud, as her troops looked at her in both shock and relief. Most of them had secretly dreamed of this ending – and to have it happen on the same day that Raptor led them to their greatest victory – was incredible! Her optics locked with Cyclonus's and she offered a nod to the Elite Guard Commander; she knew he had been loyal to Galvatron purely out of his interest in seeing the Decepticons rise to power – she hoped he would follow her just the same.
She scanned her proud troops, so changed from what she had first begun training. She knew that most of them would accept her next proclamation. "Does anyone care to challenge my authority as the Military Commander and Queen of all Mechs?" she challenged.
The Autobots all glared at her, too weak to challenge, but their blue optics speaking volumes as to their not accepting her 'authority' by any means. No Decepticon stepped forward, though she could feel Starscream stiffen against her legs. Wisely, the ambitious former Air Commander knew he was currently too weak to challenge her – so he kept his mouth shut. For now, that is..
"My great army, we have now stepped into a new reality. We are now a nation, feared and respected amongst the intergalactic community;" she paused for effect; the Autobots knew she had also become the emissary for the Decepticons over the years. During which time she had negotiated many agreements with various species.
"I know that the changes of philosophy have been …difficult. For some of you – my great warriors. But I've watched each of you grow in both skill – and wisdom!" Her troops smiled at the compliment. She had effectively, caused many changes within their society.
"Now we face one more great change my soldiers!" The troops leaned in, to here their beautifully deadly, Queen, more clearly.
"We are soldiers my great Decepticons, yet we cannot create a nation without civilian support communities." The Decepticons shifted uneasily, each knowing she was right – but not wanting to admit it.
"We do not want to perform the tasks of manufacturing and building infrastructure. This is beneath my great warriors." The cons all began to nod in agreement; the captive Autobots beginning to understand what she was leading up to.
"Unfortunately, my warriors, to build a strong nation, we need civilian Autobots to perform these tasks. If they will serve us, we will protect our nation, and we will again, learn to respect the skills of each other!" A cheer slowly spread amongst the troops, to be 'served' by the Autobots was an incredible idea! This would leave them free to pursue more lively interests.
The Autobots weakly looked at each other in sheer awe! This deadliest of all Decepticons – was offering them peace, and possibly, respect?
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